Every year near Christmas my company hosts a swanky party at a high-end hotel. Everyone gets dressed up in formal attire, eats a fancy dinner, and mingles past midnight with an open bar. We usually booked a room at the hotel to avoid having to drive home after drinking all night. It was our one special night of the year.
About two years ago my wife bought this elegant dark blue evening gown for the occasion. The dresses women wear to the party tend to be like what celebrities might wear to the Oscars. For her, it was a long blue dress with a semi-open back along with a plunging neckline. It fit her body perfectly and the way the sequins reflected the light in the dimly lit room highlighted her every curve. I saw more than a few men looking her way and overheard others ogling. I admit seeing her receive such attention made me jealous. Part of me wanted to confront the men I heard talking about her. But at the same time knowing they were looking at my wife, and not their own, excited me.
I couldn’t keep my eyes off her either. She seemed to flitter about the room with such confidence and grace. Watching the way her hips moved when she walked made me rock hard in the middle of the party, and this was a woman I’d been with for years.
By the time the party ended I’d had more than a few drinks and I was ready to go up to the room with my wife. I distinctly remember the elevator ride up to the 32nd floor. My wife and I had gotten onto the elevator first and at the last second another couple jumped in as well. Not a word was spoken as the elevator started its ride upward, but my wife must have sensed the effect she had on me. Standing in the back of the elevator she discretely placed her hand between my legs to feel my hardness.
I saw a hint of a smile form on her lips as she touched me, and then she began to slowly stroke my hard cock through my pants as the couple in front of us stood oblivious. It seemed out of character for her, which is why I think I found it so erotic. It didn’t take long before I felt the point of no return fast approaching. My eyes closed tightly, and a faint whimper escaped from my lips as I tried to hold it off, and at just that moment my wife pulled her hand away and stopped.
My eyes opened and my body was left shaking as I stood there. I could feel my cock throbbing in my pants. My wife stood silently as she tried to hide her grin, looking straight ahead as if nothing had even happened. I was in a daze as we stepped out of the elevator and onto the 32nd floor leaving the other couple behind to finish their ride. My wife went first, her hips swaying seductively as she walked down the faintly lit hallway.
With my cock aching in my pants, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She unlocked the door to our room, went inside, and sauntered toward the bed. With the sexy blue dress still on she positioned herself on all fours in the middle of the bed. Seeing her like that, on the bed, after being turned on watching her all night, made my head spin. It was like I was acting on autopilot.
I got up on the bed, and from behind I slowly pushed the long sequined dress up over her hips. I savored the view before revealing a blue thong that perfectly matched her dress. What happened next wasn’t something I had planned or had even thought about before. It just happened in the pure spontaneity of the moment.
I pulled her panties down over her hips, along her legs and past her heels. Soon she was there, down on all fours on the bed completely exposed. Almost as if by instinct I leaned forward and ran my tongue gently along the crack of her ass.